Emerging from the shower I figured I'd just throw myself together.
"No make-up today," I thought to myself.
And then before I knew it, I was doing just that.
Because...apparently...my eyeballs and mirror are in cahoots and notice a crisis well before my brain does and so they determined otherwise.
I was actually in the middle of applying foundation before I realized what was happening.
After giving myself some very stern eyebrows in the mirror, I looked a little closer and had to concede...today would, in fact, be a good make-up day.
So here I am now, with a question to my body:
"Why is it that I go to bed and go through the trouble of 'sleeping' only to wake up and look as if I've been awake for 3 days straight?"
OK...maybe TWO questions:
"And...why do I go through all that [see above] only to FEEL as if I've been awake for that long as well?"
Oh, dear...dear body, why must you make me wiggle my middle finger and hurl creative expletives at you?
There is not nearly enough concealer on the planet to undo the construction project you have going on under my eyes. Sigh....
Is it really so much to ask for a nights sleep that leaves me actually feeling rested in the morning? If I'm going to lay there 'sleeping' for that many hours then you owe it to me.
Now, if you'll excuse me I'm heading to the store for some Spackle.
And...some lower wattage light bulbs.